If he explained everything… Mavis would know he had acted shamelessly. Possessive. Jealous. Afraid to lose Melchior last night...
He didn't regret it though...
But now what?
The terminal vibrated again.
Mavis was calling.
Before he could think, Sylene answered.
"Mavis…"
"Sylene! Are you alright?? What happened to your voice?"
Sylene blinked, startled by his own hoarse tone. His usual light voice was deep and rough.
"I...just woke up… I need some water."
Hearing Mavis's voice soothed him.
"Mavis… what should I do? I did something unthinkable. I ...don't regret it. But now… I don't know what to do."
"Sylene? Did something happen at the party? What happened? We were supposed to meet! You left so fast, and then we heard about the drugging!"
"Mavis…" then Sylene slowly told him everything.
Then there was a shriek.
Then scolding.
Mavis was speechless at first.
That stone-faced monk of a vampire suddenly bedding his brother? In a cellar??
